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Bounded by chance and separated by blood. Two lives, a Lady and her Guard, collide beneath a complex, medieval-inspired fantasy world, where noble families struggle for control to rule, while unknown enemies rise in the west. It is a tale of love and lore, of power and prophecies, of seasons and survival.

What if the man you love is hiding an entire life from you? Leila believed she had finally found true love when she met Adam, a mysterious man who suddenly entered her life and changed her world forever. But one night, a message from an unknown number changes everything. A photo… A mysterious woman… And secrets that begin to surface. As Leila gets closer to the truth, she realizes that Adam’s life is far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Dark secrets, suspicious connections, and people who will do anything to keep the past buried. But the real question is not only: Did Adam betray her? The real question is… Who is Adam, really? Between love and betrayal… trust and revenge… Leila finds herself trapped in a dangerous game of secrets where the truth might be more painful than the lie. In the end, she must choose: Fight for love… or run before it destroys her.

I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived. And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart? Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

"He builds walls to hide his secrets. She’s here to tear them down." Caleb is the 'Ghost Architect'—a genius who designs masterpieces for the elite while living in total anonymity. He’s a man made of shadows, graphite dust, and a past he’s desperate to keep buried. Sloane is the rebellious heiress to the city’s most powerful real estate empire. When she forces Caleb to help her restore a decaying historical landmark, she doesn't just want his blueprints. She wants to tear down the walls he built around his heart. In the city of skyscrapers, the most dangerous thing you can build is feelings

Kidnapped at sixteen and returned to a life wrapped in wealth and surveillance, she grows up protected to the point of suffocation. At twenty-one, she is allowed freedom only in carefully measured doses like running a small publishing House, controlled outings, and two bodyguards who never leave her side. Sleep is fragile. Peace is temporary. When a panic-driven mistake brings her into the orbit of Alaric Voss, a man who thrives on control and silence, nothing about him resembles safety. He does not offer comfort. He does not explain. He does not soften. Alaric trains private security personnel for his fathers private security company and lives by rules that leave no room for emotion. When Alana asks him to teach her how to defend herself, he agrees under conditions as cold as his gaze: be early, be disciplined, or walk away. As her training sharpens her body, it also exposes truths neither of them are willing to name. Outside the dojo, a powerful figure from her past resurfaces, a man who believes ownership can be claimed, and that some debts are inherited. Caught between protection that cages her and strength that demands everything, Alana must decide whether learning to fight is enough or if reclaiming herself will cost more than she is ready to give. This is not a love story about rescue. Its about war in corporate society. war in love It is about restraint. trauma. healing. vicious circles that are deadly. About fear. A story of when a man who does not bend under any pressure meets what he hates. Definition of weakness. Yet he can't turn away. He fights his own demons daily without submitting and in his word fragility had no space. Yet he can't look away from the very picture of what he despises

An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

[MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Updates come, but they're slow!***

The Sultan's daughter. The Prince of an oppressed nation. A marriage forged in hatred. Almila was betrayed by the one person she should have trusted most: her father. Now, she seeks only one thing,revenge. Victor is a prince whose people were insulted and assimilated by the Sultan. He doesn't just want justice; he wants the Sultan’s throne. His offer to Almila is simple: "Marry me. Help me take the crown, and I will give you the revenge you crave." It was supposed to be a cold, calculated contract. But in a palace built on lies, can a bond born of vengeance survive? Victor wants the throne, but Almila’s heart is a labyrinth of shadows. If she betrays him to return to her father, Victor loses everything. In a game of love and betrayal, who will be the last one standing?

Elara Voss is seventeen, terminally ill, and running out of tomorrows until a cream-colored envelope arrives with a secret that defies death itself. The letter knows her name. It knows her doctor's call. It knows the boy she hasn't met yet. It's signed only: E. And the handwriting is hers.

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi spent her life mocking bad novels. As an editor, she tore apart manuscripts for their cliche plots and tragic endings... until she woke up in one of them. Now, she is the Princess destined to die. But Xiao Zhi isn't following the script. She’s using every trick she knows to outsmart the plot and stay alive. The terrifying part? The story is fighting back. Every time she tries to change her fate, the world pulls her closer to the end she’s running from. How do you escape a death that has already been written?

It was prophesied that Queen Qara would give birth to a prince destined to be the next ruler of the kingdom of Hmagol, replacing the crippled crown prince. Fate twisted, and Queen Qara gave birth to Princess Chinua, giving the eldest son of the king's concubine a chance to inherit the throne. As the legs of the crippled crown prince of the Kingdom of Hmagol, Chinua and eight of her most trusted subordinates traveled across the Kingdom of  Hmagol to restore peace and stability to the citizens of Hmagol. The invasion by Zasra Kingdom compelled Chinua and her loyal companions into battle, and forever altering the course of her life.

"As long as the five stars surround the single star arise accorda from dauks till dawn" . Born with her destiny already decided to end the reign of an evil socceror named wendlock,but is been disrupted by the love she has for his son, will she be able to fulfil her destiny alone? can she really change her fate ? Will she still fulfill the prophecy? Will love change her destiny? Can she defeat Wendlock without destroying the people connected to him?

Chosen by the gods as their maiden of Light, Orielle was chosen to fulfil a prophecy that would save the kingdoms. But her betrothal to the cursed king of Eldoria unravels secrets the gods never spoke of, whispers twisting truths with lies—prophecies that may not be what they seem. Is her fate set in stone, or can she find another way? Chapters released on Tuesdays & Fridays

Maria Romanova lost everything in a single betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To save what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov, the ruthless heir of a private Russian dynasty. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Their marriage is not built on love, but control and leverage. Every glance is a challenge. Every command is a test. And every punishment is designed to remind her who truly holds power. But Maria is not as fragile as he expects. A spark of fire burns within her—one Mikhail has yet to fully tame. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to crack, she must decide: submit to the man who owns her future… or become the one thing he never planned for—his weakness. In a world where loyalty is currency, and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything… including her heart.

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

Jasmine is a princess who has lived her life locked away in an abandoned tower, hidden and isolated from the rest of the kingdom. Born to a maid who had an affair with the king, she is considered a disgrace and of low birth. Jasmine has always wished to leave the tower one day and live a normal life with the rest of the kingdom. On the day she is released from the old tower, Jasmine thinks her father and the rest of the royal family have finally accepted her. But how could she have imagined she would face a worse fate? How could she have ever known she was going to be married off to the King of Velmont? King Hades. The Devil. The most dreaded being, spoken of only in whispers and shadows. Within the forbidden walls of the castle of Velmont, he resided in darkness. Legends claimed he was the most terrifying being to have ever existed. Tales spoke of his deadly pair of crimson eyes that burned maliciously in the dark. Some said his body was covered in thick black scales, with demonic, bat-like wings erupting from his back. Others swore long horns protruded from his head, elongated canines bared from his mouth, and sharp nails extended from his fingers. He was the personification of danger. But no one had ever truly seen him, for if anyone so much as caught a glimpse of the king, they mysteriously disappeared forever. Jasmine expected a fate worse than death. She did not expect to survive a single day in a kingdom filled with monsters and darkness—let alone marry a man believed to be the Devil. Yet on the day she arrived at Velmont, this rumored Devil ruthlessly beheaded a noble who attempted to drink her blood. And when she finally caught a glimpse of the eyes of the monster she had been forced to marry, they were not crimson. They were silver. And they were the most enchanting pair of eyes she had ever seen.